Hey guys, I feel like we got off on the wrong foot. My last two blogs have been, well….. let’s just say heavy. Now heavy isn’t a bad thing, especially when it’s been me processing things. But my life here in Raleigh has been a lot more than just me being emo. So, in honor of turkey month and thankfulness, I figured I’d make this blog an introspection not of my turmoil, but the joy that Fellows has brought thus far!
So without further ado, some of the highlights of Raleigh Fellows has given me through the month of November...
5:45 squad at Neighbor to Neighbor:
Could you lift a car off a small child empowered purely by music? Austin, Brooke, Morgan and I can and we made a playlist so you can too. Follow “Morgan Phillips” on Spotify to give it a listen. So basically what we’re gonna do is tutor
Cameron:
King Cam had his birthday at our Micah 6:8 retreat. Discussed biblical perspectives on justice while also getting to celebrate Mr. Ritter. Genuinely one of the best guys I know. A weekend for the ages
Miscommunication:
Another picture from our Micah 6:8 retreat. I am 100% sure that Ashley told the guys to get on the girls’ backs but apparently it was the opposite. Maddie and I realized too late. Cameron laughed at us. I don’t blame him
Lunch dates:
Cameron brought Chick-Fil-A (three in a row cam, congrats alpha). It was tasty indeed
Richie brought Chick-Fil-A. It too was tasty indeed (didn’t save the picture without the text. Not my best look)
Airplanes:
Mom and dad came to visit all the way from Arizona. They fed me and bought me a coat. For that reason and many others they are the best. I love them!
Hot tubs:
Ashley informed us her hot tub had previously given her friends a rash. Rolled the dice. My emotional quotient report said I had low impulse control. This is true. Reeky teeky reeky teeky
I cannot say enough how incredible this experience has been thus far. True community, genuine joy, and daily mercies. Learning to be okay with where I am at and simply enjoy the goodness found in the Lord! Trying to take better stock of the moment to moment joys, like driving back from Camp Oak Hill with the windows down bumping tunes, or sitting by Lake Gaston confronted with Jesus saying he loves me. Happy Thanksgiving friends!
- Tommy